Sean Dickinson has remained silent, watching the sparks of thought spark between two of the world's greatest minds.

He had to admit that if he didn't have enough spiritual abundance, he wouldn't even be qualified to listen in on this conversation. He would only feel that the two were communicating in a language that people could understand, which was completely incomprehensible.

If Sean were to explain, he would distill the conversation like this:

Whether it is the necessity of mythology or the meaning of contemporary spiritual life, what they discuss is actually a very secular topic, even the fish sellers at the New Testament Wharf may be talking about it—"How should people spend this time?" lifetime".

The difference between the fish-peddler and the thinker in this matter is that the former thinks only about his own life, whereas the thinker tries to show everyone a way.

Sean gradually understood Nietzsche's core thought, and finally knew what the "perfect man" he was looking for was.

Nietzsche felt with a powerful intuition that some important process in the world was being delayed. It is also the process of God retreating for the coming of the age of mankind.

Human beings should no longer look forward to the redemption of the gods. They must experience the storm and grow up by themselves, and the person with a soul as bright as a diamond and as bright as the sun will be a role model for all human beings, that is, the "perfect man" .

The arrival of the Supreme Man is a sign, officially declaring the coming of the human age.

Nietzsche himself wanted to be that "perfect man", just like the mentor Zha in his book, to constantly obtain treasures from the spiritual treasure house of birth, and then enter the world to bring these spiritual treasures to the world...

However, he is aware of his mental fanaticism, so now he no longer hopes to become the "perfect man", but is waiting for the perfect human being in his theory to be born.

For Sean, this idea is a bit too idealistic.

"Humans have always been full of flaws, and it is those flaws that distinguish people from impenetrable gods."

Man, perhaps, is God's defect. How is such an existence possible, or in other words, why is it necessary to be perfect?

He looked at the eloquent Nietzsche and thought: Wisdom is not necessarily a blessing. A smarter mind also means an easier fall into the trap of paranoia...

The conversation between the two thinkers came to a temporary standstill. Sean wanted to leave. He realized that this pause was a good time, so he stood up: "You two, I will leave first."

He didn't intend to continue to observe Nietzsche, and he had already learned all the information he could know.

The other party didn't seem to intend to explain the threat to him that night, let alone Sean. For him, Nietzsche remains the unquestioned enemy.

Jung got up and wanted to give Sean a gift. Before taking two steps, he stopped suddenly, with a smile on his face, as if frozen.

What's wrong? Sean frowned.

The bright sunshine outside the window was suddenly shrouded in clouds—the sky turned overcast.

This is…? Sean suddenly realized something, and turned his head to look in Nietzsche's direction.

In a blink of an eye, it was completely dark. Seeing Nietzsche still sitting in his chair, Sean turned his head to look at himself with interest. However, his temperament has completely changed.

Through the window behind him, Sean knew that the darkness at this moment was not because of the clouds, and he saw the total solar eclipse.

The golden disk in the sky was covered by black things and turned into a burning ring. From Xiao En's perspective, the ring was just suspended above the head of Black Joker.

Nietzsche sat in the darkness, squinting his bottomless eyes. He slowly raised his left wrist and pointed to the watch there with his right hand.

tick. tick. He spoke with his mouth.

"Mr. Fang Zhou?"

"Mr. Fang Zhou!"

Sean awoke from the dark vision. In front of me is a room lit by sunlight, Jung with a confused face, and Nietzsche with a gentle smile.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Sean shook his head slightly: "I'm reminiscing about the wonderful conversation between the two of you just now... well, it's time for me to leave." Turning around.

Just now, Nietzsche deliberately showed his Dionysian side, reminding himself not to forget that "agreement".

"After one year, if you have value, I will include you in the collection.

"If not... I will kill you with my own hands.

"Enjoy your last freedom."

Sean blinked slowly as he walked outside.

There is no schizophrenia at all, and there are no two Nietzsche, the two psychic energies are opposites and unity in Nietzsche's psyche, like the dark and sunny sides of the moon.

No matter how benign and harmless Nietzsche looks in his daily life, in reality he is almost tyrannical and crazy.

There must be a battle between his team and the Black Joker. And that day is getting closer.

Is it possible for us to defeat such a person?

Gossiping with Jung, walking outside, and saying goodbye at the door, Sean was thinking of something much crueler than the current reality.

Nietzsche's spiritual world is so vast and thick that it is almost an independent world...

Can the souls of myself and others collide with such a vast existence?

Will it be pulled into a vortex of madness? Will it be one of those "collectibles" that stands in the shadows?

This climber, this lion fighting in the name of human beings, this soul that is more outstanding and exciting than himself...

Sean stared at his own emotional flow, which at the moment was like a river with a raging tide.

It must be admitted that for the first time, he felt a little powerless and confused about what to do.

All he knows is that he will never surrender. Sean raised his eyes, which remained calm.

He strode forward.

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Putting Nietzsche's matter aside for the time being, Sean thought about it for a whole afternoon, and finally decided to contact Alicia Pompey to show the situation he saw.

No matter how unstoppable fate is, he feels that he should try it for inner peace.

After all, he had brought back Arya, who was almost impossible to rescue, hadn't he?

What used to be a "feat" is now a "wealth". We seem to be forever grateful to the "fool" in our hearts who is unwilling to give up.

So ~lightnovelpub.net~ he assembled his squad. Moonlight and Ivan came to their home, and they sat on the sofa listening to Sean's story.

When talking about the critical moment, Moonlight showed a shocked expression on his face, Ivan frowned slightly, and Olivia stood behind Sean, so quiet that she could hear the sound of the flywheel in her body turning

"...I asked two wise men, and they all thought it was a prophetic dream." Sean said in a low voice, "In other words, Alicia, who fought side by side with us in Ocean City, will encounter disaster."

"What must we do?" Moonlight asked. "What can we do?"

"I will contact Alicia through the ring she left me and tell her what I have seen." Sean felt a little uneasiness in his old friend's heart, "If she needs any help, we will go to it Her; if she's doing well for now, then we'll just wait and see."

Sean raised his left hand, and the knight ring reflected the light. He was just about to infuse his spiritual power when his doorbell rang—Ding Dong!

Several people in the team looked at each other: Who is it?